"Hundred ghosts and soul-devouring!" Xiao Wang shouted loudly. The big stick he threw out was dark and bright. The heads embedded in the sticks were separated and expanded rapidly. They smiled strangely, like meteors hit Meng Xiang.

Dangdang... The heads of a bathtub were knocked out by the strong sword aura emitted by Meng Xiang, and splashed around one by one. However, after knocking all the heads away, the sword aura was finally exhausted, revealing Meng Xiang's true body.

At this time, Xiao Wang, who had already caught the big stick, swept forward, used the big stick in his hand as a spear, and stabbed it suddenly, and the air around him collapsed towards the tip of the stick. Even Meng Xiang, who had finished his castration, was sucked by it.

The tip of the long rod was like a poisonous snake spitting out the core and stabbed directly into Meng Xiang's left chest. It was powerful and strong. If it was stabbed, although the tip of the rod was far less sharp than the tip of the spear, it was enough to shatter his heart.

Seeing that the tip of the long stick was getting closer and closer to Meng Xiang's heart, Xiaomou's eyes showed joy, and his subordinates increased their strength, and the speed of the long stick was three points faster.

The next moment, Xiaomoustache's face changed drastically, and his plan to attack Meng Xiang was shattered by a fist. Meng Xiang's left fist accurately hit the tip of the long stick, making it impossible for him to move forward in the slightest.

Xiaomou's heart tightened and subconsciously pulled back the long stick. Meng Xiang looked at him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, gently pushed the stick head with his palm, retreated five or six feet away, and gently landed on the ground.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the beard in his hand was like a tantrum monster suddenly uncontrollably. He broke free from his hands and shot backwards faster than he had just stabbed Meng Xiang.

With a thud, the huge mustache-shaped body flew backwards, and the long rod-shaped head was inserted into his chest. Although he did not penetrate him, it undoubtedly caused great trauma to him.

Transfer flowers and connect wood! Meng Xiang not only conveyed an extremely powerful force through his left fist, but also sent Xiao Wang's strength to stab him back intact. Xiao Wang was hit by a joint attack by him and Meng Xiang, and it was already a bargain for him to not penetrate a big hole in him.

With a plop, the mustache fell heavily to the ground, holding the long stick inserted into his chest with both hands, and curled into a ball in pain, like a cooked shrimp. However, after being hit so hard, he did not spit out too much blood, but continued to spray black smoke from his mouth, nose and other orifices.

In Meng Xiang's eyes, as black smoke continued to emerge from his bearded body, his body slowly began to shrink. When he stopped spraying smoke outward, his height was more than five feet shorter, less than two feet long.

Meng Xiang shook his head, walked towards the mustache with a long knife, his eyes full of murderous intent, obviously he was preparing to cook him.

Xiaomou's eyes were filled with fear, and she struggled to stand up with a long stick, and said hurriedly: "Your Excellency, let's do it! If you let me go, I have a good treasure to offer it!"

"It's too late!" Meng Xiang's faint words shattered the hope of Xiaowang.

"Your Excellency, please consider it. If you let me go, I am willing to serve you as a slave and a servant for the rest of my life. You have fought with me, and although I am far inferior to you, you should not deny that I am indeed capable. With me here, I will definitely help you do a lot of things."

Meng Xiang's eyes became cold and he said disdainfully: "You are not worthy! You can harm the unworthy people of your classmates for a small profit! Do you think I will take in someone like you? As for your strength, don't joke. If I hadn't wanted to see how much you were, I would have sent you on the road long ago, so where could you jump around until now. I would be disgusting to see the waste like you."

"Okay, okay, okay." Xiaowang laughed angrily, "Since you are so heartless, I will never let you go even if I die. The soul-devouring of ghosts!"

Before the voice fell, the heads of those who were shot down by Meng Xiang flew back into the air and rushed towards Meng Xiang in a swarm. The red light flashed in his eyes, and the jawbone continued to open and close, making a scattered smile.

Seeing Meng Xiang being surrounded by those heads, a vicious light appeared in his bearded eyes. He stared at him resentfully, looked down at the huge wound that was almost penetrated by the rod head, and almost all the internal organs inside were shaken into powder.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and his whole body suddenly became dark and his body became bigger like a blow, and at the same time, a terrible wave emanated from his body, and he was about to explode.

If Xiaomoustache really explodes, although there is not much space on the ring, because of barrier blocking, the energy cannot be emitted, which will inevitably cause considerable damage to Meng Xiang.

"I want to pull me as a cushion? Dreaming!" Although Meng Xiang was entangled by those terrifying heads, it did not mean that he had no choice but to use his beard.

With a wave of his hand, a bright white sword light shot out and flashed through the gap between the human heads. The next moment, it shot through the beard's eyebrows, leaving a hole as big as a bowl.

Next, the mustache was like a pierced balloon. With the hissing, a stream of black smoke flew out from his seven orifices and wounds everywhere in his body, while his body was shrinking rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he was beaten back to his original form and returned to his original appearance, but he became extremely thin, just like the flesh and blood in his body had been drained, with his skin drooping and pale. His eyes were wide open, but they had lost their luster and he was dead.

The warm knife energy he placed in his lungs, after being contaminated with the invincible gold energy, naturally had the sharp energy of Gengjin energy to kill everything. When it penetrated the head of the beard and penetrated the Taoist seed, it had completely killed its soul.

After Xiaomoustache died, the heads of those attacking Meng Xiang seemed to have lost their master, hovered in the air, motionless. After a while, it was not until the black stick dissipated into black smoke that they gathered together with the black smoke.

After the black gas rolled, footsteps came from inside, and then barbarian warriors came out one by one, but instead of attacking Meng Xiang, they walked towards the drum, and then walked into the patterns around the drum one by one, becoming part of the pattern again.

After all the barbarian warriors returned to where they were originally staying and became part of the drum, the drum itself began to shrink, becoming an ordinary drum less than the size of the basin mouth. Its appearance was mottled and inconspicuous. If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, Meng Xiang would really find it hard to believe that it could emit such great power.

Meng Xiang glanced at the ring, and a red light flashed, and Hongxue appeared on the ring out of thin air. She glanced at Meng Xiang and the dead beard, and announced in a serious and solemn tone: "The winner of this duel is Meng Xiang!"

Before he finished speaking, a red light shot into the sky and enveloped Xiaowang's body. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared, turning into a crystal red light as big as a head, like a huge ruby, and then shot towards Meng Xiang, disappearing into his body in a flash.

"Ah!" Meng Xiang screamed, and a blood-colored light beam rose from his body. He originally thought that Xiao Wang used all the essence in his body to attack, but what he didn't expect was that after being tempered by the God of War Platform, his remaining essence still benefited a lot after entering his body.

Meng Xiang felt that the already extremely abundant qi and blood in his body had almost doubled, which made him worried that he would be burst all of a sudden.

Out of instinct, he fought the familiar Wuxiang Fist. As he fought Wuxiang Fist over and over again, a demon appeared on his head, emitting an extremely terrifying aura, and even Hongxue opened to the side wall.

At the same time, Meng Xiang also felt the changes in his body. Originally, his body and qi and blood were the relationship between the face and water. Although the two could be blended together, it would not work without rubbing. And the Wuxiang Fist was a rubbing process, which slowly blended them together, allowing his body to be further strengthened and tempered.

All the muscles that had expanded due to the release of wild power in their bodies were calmed down and they returned to their slender and upright posture again.

Hongxue stared at Meng Xiang's beautiful body with interest for a few glances, then she looked away reluctantly, smiled slightly, and said, "Master, you are so lucky. The unlucky guy who was killed by you just now should have just obtained the Blood Soul Bead for not long and has not been able to merge the blood soul inside into his body. If he completely absorbed the Blood Soul Bead, the barbarian warriors summoned by the Barbarian God Drum may not be comparable to those of the current batch of waste. Master, it may not be so easy for you to defeat them."

"So that's it!" Meng Xiang nodded. He finally knew why Xiao Wangzi replenished him so much energy. "Oh, by the way, Hongxue, do you think this barbarian god drum is really as powerful as you said?"

"Of course it's amazing. The barbarians are a race that appeared since the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth. They are known for their strong bodies and extremely strong vitality. They are one of the strong races in the wilderness era. If they weren't for their strong behavior and ruthlessness and extreme disunity, they might be able to become one of the overlords in the wilderness era."

"It turns out that the barbarians have such a long history. Hongxue, haven't you said what happened to the Barbarian God Drum?"

"The Barbarian God Drum is an indispensable and important tool for every barbarian tribe. It is regarded as a magical tool by all barbarians, fighting, gathering, reporting, migration, hunting, etc. It is generally controlled by the shaman wizards in the tribe. Shamans are the title of people in the barbarian tribe who have the ability to communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. They enjoy almost the same power as the patriarch, but the number of people is very small. Generally, there is only one shaman in the smaller tribe. Even if there is a large tribe, the number of people will not exceed ten."

Hongxue turned around the barbarian god drum on the ground for a few times, raised her head, looked at Meng Xiang, and said, "Master, I have to say that your luck is so good. If I read this barbarian god drum correctly, it should be from the Blood Barbarian Tribe, and it is also from a large Blood Barbarian Tribe."

"Bloodman?"

"The barbarians are generally divided into two categories. One is called Tuman, who likes calmness. Of course, this is relatively speaking. The other is Xueman, who likes to fight. In order to increase the power of the Barbarian God Drum as much as possible, the Bloodman tribe will sacrifice and refine it. The sacrifice and refine it requires a lot of resources, so only the large tribe will perform multiple sacrifices and refine it. The existence of drum souls on this Barbarian God Drum is enough to show that it comes from a large Bloodman tribe."

"Gum of soul?" Meng Xiang heard a new word from Hongxue's mouth.

"The so-called drum soul is the warrior who died in the barbarian tribe. After death, the shamans merged with the barbarian god drum through special means. At critical moments, they were summoned to help the tribesmen fight with the enemy. Since each drum soul must be the most powerful warrior, the drum soul reflects the level of a barbarian god drum to a certain extent."
Chapter completed!